It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. Just as he was about to drain it, he encountered the basilisk glance of Jonathan Wild, and paused. Jarvis did not leave a will. Immediately beneath the pulpit stood a large circular pew where malefactors under sentence of death sat to hear the condemned sermon delivered to them, and where they formed a public spectacle to the crowds, which curiosity generally attracted on those occasions. But I’m going to-day.
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